There's something in the back of the Soldier's brain that says, Holy cow. And it's staring. Definitely staring. Because that's ice. The guy just made goddamn ice on the palm of his goddamn hand.

The Soldier-- as someone who has been frozen solid and thawed more times than it can count-- isn't sure whether to be fascinated or terrified. (Let's not be silly; of course it's both.) "What did you just do."

Maybe the Soldier will get back to philosophy in a minute. First things first, find out what the fuck is going on with ice-man here.